Elf Story from Another World

Chapter

The weather is now clear and cloudless, and the sun in the sky is emitting light and heat. It looks like a very suitable day to bask in the sun.

So at this time, Winnie was sitting on the tree stump, holding her head, looking very idle.

Because there is really nothing that she needs to do now, and dealing with girls is far from Progen's strength. The women around him are all guys who can carry a big shield and a heavy sword and lead the charge shouting the blessing of the Holy God. They can even raise their arms so that Winnie can do pull-ups on it... If Winnie can pull up... If the body is upward.

Winnie feels like a child to others. She is not very old in life, and her mental age is even younger. Oh, to add to that, she is a very well-behaved child, because so far, she has not even been unreasonable once, and she does whatever everyone asks her to do...except pull-ups.

Her body has not been trained at all, and her abilities rely entirely on the holy bones. Without using the holy bones, she can't even run from one side of the city gate to the other without gasping for air, let alone pull-ups.

However, after careful consideration, Progan decided to leave the girl alone and left the task entirely to Anthony.

After all, in his opinion, the dragon raised by Anthony was not much different from this girl. Strong, obedient, sensible and not awkward. The only difference is that the lunch is a fat roast pig and a bowl of fruit porridge...

And from another consideration, Progan hopes that something will happen between Anthony and this cute and beautiful girl. This can make her more controllable.

After all, no one wants such a thing to suddenly rebel, cry and shout some incomprehensible words to his teammates over and over again before launching a big move...

It would be nice to read such things in the biographies of heroes who killed their relatives for righteousness, but never encounter them.

Anthony had no choice but to obey the arrangements above for such matters. After all, Progen already had serious dark circles under his eyes. In addition to normal military affairs, the things he needed to deal with every day also included all kinds of nonsensical things about the old devil and the angel girl. This made him feel like an old man taking care of his ignorant children and old naughty children...

"Winnie, what are you doing?" Anthony walked up to Winnie and said to her, "What are you looking at?"

"Um...I'm just in a daze." Winnie looked startled by this sudden greeting, scratched her lovely head in embarrassment and said, "After all, there is nothing needed here. I helped."

Looking at Winnie's expression, Anthony couldn't help but shrugged helplessly: "Okay, is there anything you want to do today?"

"What do you want to do..." Winnie put her finger to her mouth and thought for a while before saying, "I want to go see that grandpa."

"Why are you looking for him?" Anthony frowned. This was something he and Progan decided after discussing. They placed the two guys as far away as possible to avoid anything uncontrollable happening.

"Because the dragon told me something related to that thing... It said that the old thing was evil, a bad guy who was black from the inside out." Winnie thought for a moment. Said: "But... I also heard that the reason why I survived was because that evil thing let me go."

That dragon is not here now. He found an excuse to hide in another city not far from here. Although it didn't say it, Anthony could already guess what his old friend was hiding.

"Is that so?" Anthony raised his eyebrows, hesitated and said, "This is not a difficult matter...but I need to go and tell Progan, can you wait for me for a while?"

After getting along with him for a while, Anthony felt that the old man was not as dangerous as Long said. After all, he was a guy who would not come out to look for trouble after eating and drinking enough. He should be controllable.

"Really? Then you agree?" Winnie jumped up and cheered: "Little Dragon Man, you are the best."

Anthony almost spit out blood when he heard this nickname: "Where did you hear this nickname?"

"Ah, Little Dragon Man?" Winnie scratched her head in embarrassment: "I just think this nickname is cute."

Anthony held his forehead, then turned and left.

As expected, he was still not suitable for dealing with girls, and Anthony's mind was filled with this thought.

......

Tyrion, oh no, the guy who should be called the devil at this time is currently resting in a cabin.

Well, just resting.

In other words, it is to relieve my heart that is about to collapse.

When Ori snatched the remaining holy bones from his hand, this guy already knew that he was cold, and couldn't be colder.

Because judging from the percentage of recovery, the current demon is only less than a quarter of what it was during his lifetime. It's hard to win a battle with Ori who has absorbed part of this level, let alone if he takes away the remaining part.

Unlike Ori's guess, this old guy had no intention of looking for him at all, and his thoughts were very simple. The other party was able to hide easily, and now he has gone to who knows where in the world.

And even if it is found, so what? The Son of Darkness didn't come to help him. Based on his own words, it was estimated that the one who was killed was definitely not that arrogant guy. There was a high probability that he would be killed. So why go so far to die?

So he chose a very useless solution...that is, sleep, or get up and read what they wrote, plus eat more good things. Enjoy the rare peace before being destroyed by God's own hands.

The peace was broken by a knock on the door. Tyrion opened the door curiously, and was startled by the guy who jumped in.

"Good afternoon." Winnie came in. She smiled and raised her hand, handing a large basket filled with strange fruits and vegetables to Tyrion: "I'm here to bring you fruit."

"Huh?" The devil was confused for a moment. He was already ready to reprimand this guy who suddenly broke in. But when the door was opened, a girl with an extremely silly smile jumped into the room with the sunshine...

This kind of kindness seemed to overflow from this backlit cabin, so Tyrion had to raise his hand to take the basket with a confused look on his face, and thanked him.

Only then did he notice that there was another person behind her. Anthony had put on his armor at some point and looked at him with a scrutinizing gaze.

She seemed very worried about him. The devil sighed helplessly, who would have ever done such an extreme thing to him? This sin cannot be easily forgiven.

At this time, the devil was about to drive out these two guys who disturbed his peace. Who knew that Winnie stepped in before he could say anything.

"Don't you usually clean up your own things?" Winnie looked at the garbage everywhere under the bed, turned to Anthony and said, "Well, can't you find someone to clean it up?"

"If he is willing to open this door normally, I will make this application..."

"Go out and close the door when you leave." Before Anthony could finish speaking, the devil pointed at the door angrily: "Leave me alone."

"Hey, why?" Winnie looked a little reluctant: "If you clean it up, you will be more comfortable."

"The gap is not very big, and everyone will die soon. At this time, let me have some peace and quiet." The devil took Winnie's arm and retreated outside: "Thank you very much for bringing me fruit, I will do my best if I need help."

"Then can you please remove the barrier at the door?" Winnie was staggered and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, she stood firm at the moment of falling: "That black barrier made my friends Very inconvenient."

"Huh? You mean that barrier?" Tyrion pushed Winnie out of the door, then looked at Anthony and said, "Did you ask her to come to me?"

"No, it was her intention to come to you. I just asked her to help me convey our expectations." Anthony took Winnie's other arm and pulled her behind him.

"Do you still want to start a war against those southern guys?" The devil said a little displeased: "No."

"why?"

"Because God is coming, and I don't want there to be any pointless loss before then." The devil pointed to the sun over there, and the wrinkles on his old face were as hideous as snake lines: "If you have the strength If it is too big to be consumed, then resist with all your strength when the sun chariot driven by God falls from the sky. Your war now is as ridiculous as an internal fight before a foreign enemy comes."

"Hasn't God been defeated?" Anthony looked indifferent: "Aren't you also very powerful? What's wrong? Are you so afraid of that thing?"

"Afraid? Haha?" The devil's expression was a little strange: "Are you trying to say that I'm afraid of God?"

"Isn't it?" Anthony shrugged: "I have an old friend, that dragon. He is usually such a majestic guy, but when he mentions you, he will even curl up on the ground and tremble like a big snake. Or rather Yelled at me like an angry lion, just like you are now."

As soon as he finished speaking, an indescribable strange feeling coiled up like a poisonous snake on his cervical spine. The surrounding atmosphere suddenly dropped below freezing point. A strange green light shot out from the old man's dry eyes, like It's a wolf waiting for an opportunity.

"Human, do you know who you are talking to?" The devil said in a voice that sounded like it was blown by a hair dryer: "Civilizations like yours can be destroyed easily. It's wrong if you don't kneel down when you see me. Something that really annoyed me, and now you’re trying to find ways to piss me off?”

"Haha, you are so powerful, then why don't you kill the guy you said?" Anthony looked indifferent, but looked at the devil with a more mocking look: "Old man, you can't Don’t say it’s because you are too old to hold a sword anymore.”

In just a moment, the cane pierced Anthony's forehead. Winnie held the church's Holy Inquisitor in front of the crutch. When this weapon, which had absorbed part of the holy bones, resisted the strange wooden stick, it was as weak as if it were made of cork.

"It seems that you are very angry." Anthony patted Winnie on the shoulder, indicating that she did not need to block him: "Then, if you are angry at a humble thing like me, doesn't it mean that you are very angry now? I You're not angry because of me. Let me guess, are you upset because you can't defeat that seemingly superior god?"

"Human, you don't know anything." The demon gritted his teeth and raised his head to look at Anthony: "You can't understand what it is at all, and you can't imagine its power. That kind of thing Things, they won’t even say hello to you before destroying everything.”

"But he has been repelled by us. When he ran away, he was like a lost dog, still holding the golden bone tightly in his mouth." Anthony said nonchalantly: "Then, why did you say that we Why can’t we defeat him again?”

"Haha, what an unreasonable bastard." The devil felt that if this situation continued, he might stab him with a cane again: "I still have to rest. If you are fine, please come back."

With that said, he walked into the room again and slammed the door firmly.

Anthony and Winnie looked at each other, then sighed helplessly at the same time, and walked back along the way they came.

"It seems that we have to reject the attack plan of the elves again." Anthony sighed: "It seems that we can only wait for Progen to mobilize troops to attack from other places. It seems that the old man is very stubborn." I searched several times with the same result.”

"Other troops?" Winnie was stunned.

"There are still several formations in the human race. They are gathering in a big circle from further east." Anthony thought for a while and said: "When the time comes, leave some people here and give the old man a place where we are all still there. After the illusion, attack from there.”

"Really." Winnie sighed: "In the end we still have to go to the front line."

"Originally, we were created for this kind of thing, but even if we prepare quickly, it will take several months. Before that, we may be able to rest." Anthony looked at the black barrier to the south and hesitated for a moment. Said: "It's best to hurry up. The opportunity now is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. The elves' defense is extremely empty. Maybe they can regain the territory that was taken away at once."

"So, you said..." Winnie hesitated for a moment, then looked at Anthony and said, "That god the old man said..."

"That's not something we should worry about." Anthony stopped Winnie's question: "This is what Progan taught me. Everything that cannot be understood must be left behind, otherwise these things will make people change. Gotta be even more obtuse.”